There are many strange phenomena in the late Qing Dynasty.

When the Eight-Nation Alliance invaded China, the great powers attacked the Forbidden City, and the people happily helped to transport supplies, took the initiative to help build ladders, and even took the lead in climbing the wall to meet on it.

There is a word called sandwich welcome, and they are sandwich welcome.

If this is because Cixi is unpopular, the people want the Qing Dynasty to fall.

Then the other thing is terrifying.

During the Russo-Japanese War, some of the people in Liaodi acted as spies for the Japanese, and were caught and killed by the Russians.

Some worked as spies for the Tsarist Russians, and were caught and killed by the Japanese, but the people were still happy to watch the excitement.

Not much has changed in the south.

But it was said that Zhao Chuanxin knocked down three people in a row, and finally took out the Winchester M1897, click, boom!

The ranks of the Qing army suddenly became chaotic.

In a lively battle, occasionally the Qing army will win even against the troops of the upper powers.

But in bloody and brutal close combat, the Qing army was basically defeated in a hundred battles.

Zhao Chuanxin shot face to face, and walked towards the bound prisoner in the center of the court, his pace was extremely firm.

Huang Futing sat on the high platform, although he thought that there might be a chaotic party, but he didn't expect it to appear in such a crazy form as Zhao Chuanxin.

It's a deadly way to play.

But in reality?

None of the people present were the new army, the second-rate Qing army, the fast guns in their hands in a panic were not as good as the burning sticks.

Zhao Chuanxin fired five shots, but did not encounter the slightest decent resistance.

It was a low-ranking officer with a knife on his shoulder, drawing a knife and slashing at Zhao Chuanxin.

Winchester M1897 crossed the frame, this action Zhao Chuanxin was completed with one hand, but it was as firm as steel and iron casting.

The junior officer held the knife in both hands and looked stunned.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his leg and kicked the side of the oxtail knife, and his right hand slid outward, clicking......

The last bullet is loaded.

Rumble......

At this time, the Qing army, which was close to Zhao Chuanxin, saw the tragic situation of the dead comrades being sprayed by the Winchester M1897, and did not choose to quickly reload the ammunition and pull the bolt, did not urgently put on the bayonet, but turned around and ran.

In the distance, the Qing army, which had already filled the bullets and was preparing to be executed, turned the muzzle of the gun at this time and shot at Zhao Chuanxin's side.

The bullet did not hit Zhao Chuanxin, but killed a few people who were watching the excitement nearby.

Zhao Chuanxin was still unhurried, and from time to time his body tilted to avoid the bullets.

Huang Futing watched with a telescope, and couldn't help but gasp: "Who is this person?" Is it a chaotic party? Why is he wearing a face covering? Why is it so familiar? ”

The lips of the pipe belt next to him trembled: "Ordinary thieves will only be covered with a black cloth, and there is only one person who is used to wearing such hideous face armor." ”

Huang Futing helped him say it: "Zhao Chuanxin? ”

"This man is unbeatable!"

"Hiss......"

Benjamin Goldberg was not idle, he was among the people on the periphery, keeping a close eye on the execution ground.

He didn't care about the Qing troops who fled at a loss.

But whoever has loaded the bullet will inevitably be restrained by his hands wrapped around the ecstasy lamp.

Not to mention, this made Zhao Chuanxin directly have no worries, and only had to face the enemy in front of him.

A teary-eyed little girl next to her, staring at the prisoners on the execution ground, muttered, "Bo, Bo, you don't want to die......"

Bo is the name given to the father by the local Zhuang people.

Since the fighting, especially after the onlookers were accidentally injured, the crowd has been chaotic.

Everyone was running, but this little girl wearing a blue moonflower skirt and bangs didn't move, like a flat boat in the wind and waves, swaying left and right.

Benjamin Goldberg also didn't run, don't look at him as a teenager, he doesn't look strong, but he has a lot of strength.

He shoved left and right, wandering through the crowd, and from time to time he entangled the Qing army with ecstasy lamps.

He came up to the little girl, kicked away a man who had squeezed in, and said, "Stupid standing ga-ha-thing? If it's going to get stuck, it won't be able to stand up anymore. Ma Yoer walked with me. ”

The little girl didn't understand too much, and when she saw this foreign boy, it was mainly because of his age, which made Benjamin Goldberg seem more harmless than the others, and couldn't help but follow him.

Finally broke away from the big team, and the little girl wanted to rush to the execution ground.

Benjamin Goldberg hurriedly pulled her down: "I know that there are tigers in the mountains, so don't go to the mountains, you tiger thing." ”

……

Shuangxi and Wang Long were ambushed in a small forest next to the rice paddies, far away from the execution ground.

Their plan was to cause a riot in the Qing army, and Wang Long took the opportunity to approach Huang Futing and put a cold gun.

This is the so-called principle of capturing the thief and capturing the king first.

As soon as Huang Futing died, the Qing army would be chaotic, and they would take the opportunity to save people.

However, before the two of them could make a move, the court was in chaos.

"I'm blanching, why did you do it first?" Wang Long was stunned.

Shuangxi took out the binoculars to look, but the scene was messy, and he couldn't see anything: "Maybe someone surnamed Sun sent someone to save him." ”

"What are we going to do?"

"It's good to mess up, let's fish in troubled waters and rush in."

No one cared about the prisoners anymore.

Wang Long and Shuangxi approached smoothly from the rice field, and the two put their guns down, shot down the two panicked Qing soldiers, and took out their bayonets to cut the rope of one of the prisoners.

"It's me, Double Happiness, do you remember?"

"Remember, Brother Shuangxi, you came to save us, woo woo......" This person is not very old, he is a local citizen of Zhennanguan, and Shuangxi sent him home at the beginning.

Shuangxi raised his hand and slapped him: "Don't cry, follow me to save people." ”

Wang Long looked at the center of the field and was stunned: "Brother Shuangxi, why do I look like a captain?" ”

Shuangxi untied the second person, and asked without raising his head: "Which captain?" ”

"It's Captain Zhao."

Shuangxi's body shook: "What's the matter?" ”

As soon as he looked up, I blanched...... It's really Zhao Chuanxin.

The mask has changed from a skeleton to a monster head, but Double Happiness is still instantly recognizable.

He shoved the bayonet into the rescued man's hand: "You guys untie everyone, we're going to fuck it!" ”

I saw Zhao Chuanxin holding the Goldberg M1907, two point shots, swept down two people not far away, ran over and lifted the body of a person forward, blocking the two bullets fired onward.

Immortal Bird Xuanjie - Boom!

The corpse flew upside down, knocking over the two men.

Zhao Chuanxin held the Goldberg M1907 in his right hand and a pistol in his left hand, and pulled the trigger on the ground for two Qing soldiers one after another.

Bang bang bang......

Putting away his pistol, the assault step continued to fire in the distance.

Shake and dodge, carry the corpse to block the gun, shoot back, make up the pistol knife, charge and strafe......

The connection of various actions and weapons is smooth, and there is obviously no cover, but Zhao Chuanxin has played a positional battle.

This kind of combat mode, no one can do it except Zhao Chuanxin, because he has a secret space and a smart gyroscope.

Double Happiness is all too familiar with this.

He and Wang Long crossed forward before and after.

Seeing the Qing army that was blocked, Wang Long fired a shot, and Shuangxi immediately filled the position.

The two of them have accurate marksmanship and work step by step, which is completely different from Zhao Chuanxin's fighting style.

The Qing army was basically attracted by Zhao Chuanxin's firepower, and they didn't notice that someone was stabbed in the back.

After Huang Futing found out that the person who came turned out to be the legendary evil star Zhao Chuanxin, the whole person was not good: "Didn't you say that Zhao Chuanxin has nothing to do with those chaotic parties?" ”

"It's not clear, it's hard to ......"

Could it be that this time the official announcement is going to cooperate with the chaotic party?

Zhao Chuanxin didn't know how many Qing troops who blocked the way after killing, the rest of the people were directly frightened, some people lost their guns and turned around and ran, and some simply knelt down and surrendered......

This willpower is incomparable with the Japanese and American armies and even the new army of the Qing court, which is simply a rabble.

When Huang Futing saw it, he immediately jumped off the stage and fled with the guards.

When the sharp-eyed Qing army saw it, they immediately shouted and fled with them.

The officers in charge have all run away, what can they do?

Shuangxi and Wang Long were too excited after seeing Zhao Chuanxin, in fact, it was very dangerous for the two of them to rush out like this.

Fortunately, Zhao Chuanxin subdued these Qing troops, and no one dared to continue to resist, so Shuangxi and Wang Long were lucky not to hang the lottery.

Double Happiness shouted loudly: "Pass the salary, here!" ”

Zhao Chuanxin dropped the corpse that had been shot five or six times, looked up, and beckoned: "Come here." ”

When the three of them converged, Wang Long couldn't be excited: "Captain Zhao, you are too awesome." ”

Just now, Zhao Chuanxin killed all sides in the field, which was too shocking.

Zhao Chuanxin watched the two lose weight, his face was dark, his hair was messy like a chicken nest, he patted Wang Long on the shoulder and said, "It's hard work." ”

"It's not hard." Wang Long's waist straightened: "Captain Zhao, Huang Futing's dog thing has run away." ”

Shuangxi smiled and didn't speak.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the binoculars and looked at it: "You can't run, you maintain order here, and wait for me to come back with Huang Futing's head." ”

The south is not suitable for horseback riding, as the roads are rough and the depressions are too swampy.

The Dian horse is too short.

Huang Futing ran away.

It was raining lightly, and Zhao Chuanxin yelled at the Qing troops around him: "Lao Tzu's name is Zhao Chuanxin, no one is allowed to run, whoever runs I will chase him to the ends of the earth, and they will all kneel here and wait." ”

His identity is not easy to hide.

Maybe at the beginning of the twentieth century, except for him, he couldn't bear to have such a strong individual combat ability, and he could guess it with his toes afterwards.

The heads of the surrendered Qing soldiers were buried in the crotch of their pants, and they really couldn't afford to resist at all.

Zhao Chuanxin ran away, as fast as lightning.

Two miles away, Zhao Chuanxin caught up with Huang Futing.

Bang bang bang, bang......

After a few shots, Huang Futing's escape team fell to four people.

Huang Futing turned his head, his eyes were split: "Run, run......"

Not to mention the new army, what kind of virtue does the ordinary Qing army have? During the Eight-Nation Alliance, they almost did not dare to resist in the face of the most vicious powers. Some officials of the Qing court, even when the foreign powers called, sent pennants to welcome them.

Zhao Chuanxin is only one person, but the degree of ferocity is even better than that of the soldiers of the great powers.

Immediately, a shrewd Qing army shouted: "Run separately." ”

This sentence is so good, a group of people hula scattered.

Only Huang Futing and his henchmen were left in front.

Zhao Chuanxin was only more than 300 meters away from them, and he didn't care about the Qing troops who fled, like maggots on tarsal bones chasing after Huang Futing.

Don't look at Huang Futing as a military attaché, but his endurance is really not as good as Zhao Chuanxin, and his guards are roughly the same.

Huang Futing and the others were panting, and they were almost running out of oil.

And Zhao Chuanxin is like a wolf chasing his prey, running at a constant speed, because there is no sun, he is also sweating and panting, but it is not a big problem to continue to run for a few more miles.

Huang Futing suddenly stopped, holding his knees and gasping for breath, unable to run anymore: "Hit, hit, hit, turn around and hit ......"

He said breathlessly.

When people are tired, they will really have the idea that it is better to die.

Huang Futing is probably like that.

They stopped, and Zhao Chuanxin was still trotting.

In the face of the bullets fired, he only occasionally shook his body.

At this distance, Huang Futing's guards couldn't shoot at all.

However, when the distance was almost one hundred and twenty or thirty meters, Zhao Chuanxin fought back.

Goldberg M1907 was replaced with a Madsen machine gun.

Tata Tata ......

A calmer sound, a hotter barrel, when the rain falls on it, it immediately transpires into water vapor and drifts away.

Huang Futing immediately lay on the ground, not being hit, but being frightened to the point that his hands and feet were weak.

His guards were already suffering, and while they were still pulling the bolt, their bodies were beaten into a sieve.

Firepower is not at all on a level.

In the nearby forest, a large number of birds were startled.

Huang Futing was splashed with the blood of the guards, which was much hotter than the rain.

He looked up in horror and saw Zhao Chuanxin standing in the rain, like a statue of a god, only the muzzle of the tongue of fire and the orderly sound of "Tata Tower", but it looked like it made people feel a trace of temperature.

And Huang Futing's guards, the worst bodies were torn apart.

Huang Futing was sure that he didn't want to die like this, and he had to have a corpse when he died.

Therefore, he climbed to the edge of the Qinjiang River with both hands and feet and plunged into it.

A sneer overflowed from the corner of Zhao Chuanxin's mouth, put away the gun, and also ran to the river and jumped upstream.

In a moment, Huang Futing, who choked on a few mouthfuls of Qinjiang water, was scooped up by Zhao Chuanxin and surfaced and coughed loudly.

Zhao Chuanxin came to the shore and threw him up: "If Lao Tzu doesn't let you die, you can't die!" ”

(End of chapter)